We Forgive Just So Long As We

True Love Is Like Ghosts, Which Everyone Talks About And Few Have Seen.

The Constancy Of The Wise Is Only The Art Of Keeping Disquietude To One's Self.

We Rarely Think People Have Good Sense Unless They Agree With Us.

The Old Begin To Complain Of The Conduct Of The Young When They Themselves Are No Longer Able To Set A Bad Example.

He Who Lives Without Committing Any Folly Is Not So Wise As He Thinks. [fr., Qui Vit Sans Folie N'est Pas Si Sage Qu'il Croit.]